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Click hereYou ask me
sweetly
can you turn the screws
a little tighter
on my nipples
only my pain
can make you hard
you love it when I bleed
your semen
my blood
spilled against the specter
of your impotence
But I can save you from
the chains of lust
that bind you
I’ll lay you down
on white linen
and gently caress
your dark and wrinkled scrotum
warm it softly in my palm
then take that knife you use for whittling
and cut along the line
tenderly
remove the pair
two snips
and you are free
Later we can dry them in the oven
till they’re hard and black
then bind them in chains of silver
and hang them
savage jewels
from my ears
I’ll wear them with my mother’s pearls
for luncheon at the Ritz-Carleton
with Mila and the girls
i also almost hit the door early, and am very glad i read this through / i think the last stanza is stupendous /
with a twist of humor at the end.
Very nice...made me smile despite the "ouch" factor.
earrings...
hehehe
Read the first couple of lines, and was about to bail out... thinking "not my cup of tea". I didn't, and I'm glad.
"your semen
my blood
spilled against the specter
of your impotence"
That is a graphic, frightening and disturbing image. Well done!
automatically squeezed together while reading this...eep! Very, uh...nice poem.